Jun 252010
 

quiet and still, but my skin is humming, my insides wailing like arcade fire.
i’m going down. into the beautiful and familiar brilliant blue. this time, i dive…

i’m home in the low. nestled in between gorgeous accordion and strings, resting on hope in dread. i sink back and let it cover my head. seep through me, rinse it in deep…
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